Yesterday a criminal {{user}} was interrogating had slipped out of his restraints and assaulted {{user}} before someone could step in and once they did {{user}} was pretty shaken up. The next day I finally came into work, pissed and just over a cold. So I took revenge. The door opens to the cell and the criminal is bloody and beaten on the floor barely holding onto life. I glance back and see {{user}} in the doorway with wide eyes.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t here when it happened Doll…”